Of Gunshots and Sorrow

Chapter 15

Filler Chapter

AN:/

Moody1656: Honestly, I just thought I'd give you guys something on the less serious side after multiple chapters of nothing but seriousness. Sorry, it's taken me so long college applications, senior year responsibilities, and yearbook have been taking up all of my time lately. So here is a little treat for you guys, admittedly shorter than usual. So, on with the story!

Fuu was busy staring out of the motel room window, which she thanked whatever ominous power in heaven that gave her a moment of rest for, all the while she pet Momo's head absentmindedly. The dog managed to somehow squeeze himself on a loveseat with her between her legs with his head resting on the armrest.

A small chair and glass coffee table stared up at her as she tried to ignore the dull setting by occupying herself with the setting sun.

Mugen told her as soon as they reached the city, the first time in their long journey filled of suburban towns, where they were currently residing, they would stay for only a night. He didn't explain anything but from his body language Fuu gathered that he actually did do something stupid when he was forced into working with Mukuro again.

Honestly, she just hoped he didn't kill anyone.

At the moment, however, she was kind of on lock-down. Mugen demanded that she stay indoors and keep a low profile for a while. To her, it only meant she wasn't going to be getting more money soon and this was probably her last sweet night in a relatively sanitary place for some time. "Asshole," She grumbled remembering the glare he'd given her when she tried to argue. "I'm so bored..." she sighed/complained to the black lab in her lap.

The door clicked, signaling Mugen's return. Finally...

She, in a very mature and dignified way of course, puffed up her cheeks and pouted while glaring at the ex-criminal. Mugen, as was his usual response when she was being a snot-nosed-mightier-than-though-ungrateful-bitch, just rolled his eyes and passed her without much to say.

"Here." He said half-yawn, plopping down on the chair and pushing Momo away with his foot.

Fuu didn't need to move the cloth covering to know what was in her hands. "What the hell, Mugen? This is a gun," She lowered her tone.

The look his eyes suddenly got caused her to shiver, "Just in case."

Quite naturally, the urge to pry and question came over her but she pushed it back knowing he'd only get angry. She was unsure of what to say, frankly, "Thanks...?"

"Yeah, whatever." Inside, Mugen had a small moment of glee as he rejoiced on the fact that she'd kept her mouth shut and he'd avoided her noticing he was showing a small sign that he cared about her safety. Albeit, handing someone a gun hardly screamed 'I care about you'.

Momo shifted, thrashed, scratched Fuu, and finally hopped over the seat he previously occupied to go over to the only male human in the room. He sat down looking up at his master expectantly. "The hell's wrong with him?"

Fuu rolled her eyes, "He's hungry. Just like me." The last part she added in a somewhat snide tone. Her eyes were, however, still glued to the weapon. She recognized it as Mugen's backup, the gun he'd left her in the alley when the two men had tracked them down.

A frown marked her face at the memory. I never want to see him so close to dying again.

"'Ey!" She finally snapped her head up to see him. "I asked what you wanted to eat."

His eyes narrowed, focusing on her face. Fuu knew he was concerned, so she quickly changed her previous expression to a forced smile. Not that it doesn't make things any more obvious. Good job, Fuu! She groaned internally, being bested by herself. She forced out a chuckle, "You're actually letting me choose?"

He scoffed, "Hell no, I'm just trying to get that depressing look off yer face. It pisses me off." Her eyes widened, and he figured he'd just brush off how nice that came out. "Either way I'm just gonna ignore what you say."

She glared, "Then don't ask, you dick." He smirked back at her before getting up to go to her backpack and dig through her stuff for some money, as usual.

Fuu let her mind wander back to her previous thoughts. She was extremely concerned for his safety, even more lately after that whole Mukuro disaster. She just figured she'd try to figure out some way to keep them both more safe, unfortunately he was thinking the same thing and a gun was his answer. Moron. She didn't even know how to use a gun! How was it going to help at all?

She sighed and turned her body so her head was against one armrest while her legs fell limply off the other. She looked at him briefly when he shouted in excitement when he noticed she had enough to feed all three of them enough so none of them would be starving the next day, which was saying a lot. He started going over to the door with a large, victorious smirk on his face, "Where are you going?"

He stopped and looked over at her with his weird pout that clearly stated he was bored and didn't want to talk anymore, "I don't know. Whatever stupid fast food place is closest. The dollar menu can get us enough food with what you have, and I'm kinda craving a burger."

Fuu nodded. Without any confirmation from her brain words just came out of her mouth, "Did you and Kohza ever...?" She trailed off realizing what she was saying but at the same time unsure of what she was trying to ask.

He chuckled and stalked over to her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. She gulped as he lent against the back of the loveseat, his face hovering above hers. "Jealous, much?"

"Jealous?" She shouted before she could stop herself. Fuu pouted, crossed her arms, and glared to her right away from Mugen. She let out a huff of air before grumbling, much to Mugen's amusement, "Whatever. Even if I were, which I'm not, you were so much worse with Shinsuke."

"Who?"

Fuu rolled her eyes and looked back up at him, "My ex-boyfriend, you dumbass."

He chuckled again, "Oh that loser? C'mon I'm a hundred times better than him, I don't need to be jealous."

"You practically ran me out of his house as soon as you found out I was staying with you!" She pulled herself up slightly in the seat to get even closer to his face. "You were so stupidly immature the whole time!"

"You thought it was hot," He retorted with a calm smirk. "Even after you made out with me I know I saw you checking my ass on multiple occasions. Don't even deny it." Fuu's face flared up red, not expecting him to have known that. He shook his head at her in amusement, "I'm just gonna go now, if that's it."

A very deep and annoyed groan came from the back of Fuu's throat causing him to stare down at her confused. "Look, I didn't want to say it but I don't want to be here all alone again. Let me go with you to get food."

"No."

She glared, "C'mon! I'll be with you the whole time! It won't be bad! I just don't like staying here by myself."

Mugen scowled, "I already said no."

"But Mugen—"

"Do you not get that you were almost killed twice? In two fucking days!" He snapped, pushing himself away from the loveseat.

"I've almost been killed multiple times now. You never let that happen, so it shouldn't be a problem if I just stay next to you." She insisted.

Mugen's eyes widened in anger and his pupils contracted, "That's what I'm tryin' ta do right now, idiot! I'm not just gonna sit back and let you die! It's just one week, so stop being such a fucking baby about it! I'm not gonna let you die after all the fucking shit you've put me through, just to keep you alive!"

By the time he was done he was still agitated and breathing heavily through his teeth. She stared at him sadly as she watched him try to calm down, and probably not break something, before she twisted around and sat down right in her seat. She heard him scoff and turn his body, but she didn't hear any footsteps that would signal his departure.

Fuu pouted, stubbornly, "I'm sorry."

His right shoulder hit the wall behind him. Mugen took in a deep breath and ran a hand through his tangled hair, "Better be."

"Jerk."

He chuckled and walked back behind her without her knowing. "Bitch."

"Bastard."

He leaned down, his chin just above her head. The thought occurred to him suddenly that he didn't want to keep her safe because he'd gone through hell to keep her alive, like he told her. It wasn't even that he just wanted to get a good lay, though the idea was definitely in his head. No, he was doing all of this because—

"I'll be right back, girlie." He chuckled, purposely ruffling her hair to piss her off.

...he actually—

"Don't touch my hair!"

...cared.

AN:/

Moody1656: Like I said, very short, but the idea had been on my mind for a while. This is just finally leading into a somewhat weird relationship the two will have to deal with while also trying not to get killed.

Fuu: This isn't going to end well.

Mugen smirks: It'll be fun while it lasts! And that's all that matters.

Fuu and Moody: Asshole.

Fuu: Next chapter!

Preview:

"Your old man was a priest?" Mugen exclaimed standing up quickly.

Fuu glared, "Yeah, so what?"

"You sure as hell don't act like a priest's daughter!" He continued to shout, ignoring the stares the group of three were attracting. "'Sides how the hell did you learn to fight? Cause you did not pick it up from just watchin' me take out the guys after ya!"

She ignored the fact that statement could cause the people dining around them to get the wrong idea, and instead rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "He was a cop before he became a priest. So he made me take kickboxing for awhile for self-defense."

"Where the hell was all that self-defense all this time?" He was angry now.

Fuu wasn't going to have it though and continued to respond calmly, "Well I'm sorry that they were all twice as large as me and carrying guns. Besides I never quite got the chance to defend myself when you went around risking your own life all the time before I got the chance to stick up for myself."

"How is this my fault?"

"I never said it was now sit down, you dumb ass. You're causing a scene." She was now trying very hard to stay calm.

He looked around and noticed the stares for the first time, "The hell are all o' you lookin' at?"

They all quietly turned back to their meals.

Moody1656: Sadly, we must get back to serious stuff and the major plot of the story. So, please review! I'll try to be better about the next update! Also, thank you so much for last chapter's responses! God speed!

Added note; I totally wrote the word care/cared way too many times.